((Author's note: I am not tied in owning Yu Yu Hakusho, So please do
not attempt to sue me in any shape, way, or form. All you will get is a
pencil, notes, and schoolbooks. Enjoy))
::::::::::::Stumbling Through the Darkness::::::::::::::
The moon was sitting high over the fields, casting shadows everywhere. An eerie glow surrounded the blades of grass as they blew softly in the cold, yet gentle wind. There were no stars visible, as the dark clouds only made way for the moon that night. The trees hung thick with gloom, their branches waiting to be kissed by morning. Fog was rolling into the valleys, and it made the mountains look like they were placed in the clouds.
Hiei sighed as he watched the night scenery. He hated being there, he hated every moment of being in that damned human world. A lone stone was kicked off of the ledge he sat on. The mysterious mountain that held him in her loving arms seemed to weep for his pain. 'It's been too long, I wish to return.'
::::Meanwhile::::
A figure in red calmly walked about his garden, trimming anything that seemed to be out of order. His green eyes flickered lovingly as he came upon his rose bed. He stroked the petals tenderly and smiled faintly. Kurama sighed as he looked up at the leering moon. 'It's cold' he thought to himself. He gathered his pruning shears and stepped inside the warm house.
Kurama put away his tools, then walked upstairs to his room. He sighed as he looked at his school books that were piled up on his desk. Being the best student certainly had its prices. He sat in the chair and opened up the first. After uninterestedly flipping through a few pages, he leaned back and stretched. Tomorrow the quad would have another assignment. Koenma had requested their presence.
"Another excuse to fall behind in school," Kurama murmured.
Kurama looked at the wall clock and moaned. '12. Great, I have to get up early.' He got up out of his chair and slipped into the bathroom. He brushed his teeth and slipped into his sleepwear. After quickly running his hand through his hair, he leapt into his bed. He growled lightly at the fact that the sheets were cold. Kurama glanced over to his nightstand and saw his perfect roses still in full bloom. He forgot his current dilemma and drifted off into sleep.
::::At the mountaintop::::
It was getting bitterly cold. Hiei shivered as he wrapped his cloak closer around his form. 'Damn this weather,' he cursed in his mind. He moved deeper into the shadows to hopefully gather enough body warmth to stay the night's chill. A sudden clatter filled the cave and Hiei leapt up from his position, forgetting the fact it was cold. His aura surrounded him as he cursed silently at how he could not have remembered to check the ledge out before settling in. He walked slowly; his form was swallowed by the darkness.
:::Home:::
"Hiei!" Kurama yelped.
Cold sweat trickled down his fair face as his eyes darted about the room. He shivered slightly and pushed back the blankets. Something was wrong and he could sense it. 'Why must he always stay outside?' Kurama wondered.
Changing quickly into his normal clothes, Kurama stepped out into the night. 'If I were a youkai, where would I be this cold night?' With that he sped silently down the dimly lit street.
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::::::::::::Stumbling Through the Darkness::::::::::::::
The moon was sitting high over the fields, casting shadows everywhere. An eerie glow surrounded the blades of grass as they blew softly in the cold, yet gentle wind. There were no stars visible, as the dark clouds only made way for the moon that night. The trees hung thick with gloom, their branches waiting to be kissed by morning. Fog was rolling into the valleys, and it made the mountains look like they were placed in the clouds.
Hiei sighed as he watched the night scenery. He hated being there, he hated every moment of being in that damned human world. A lone stone was kicked off of the ledge he sat on. The mysterious mountain that held him in her loving arms seemed to weep for his pain. 'It's been too long, I wish to return.'
::::Meanwhile::::
A figure in red calmly walked about his garden, trimming anything that seemed to be out of order. His green eyes flickered lovingly as he came upon his rose bed. He stroked the petals tenderly and smiled faintly. Kurama sighed as he looked up at the leering moon. 'It's cold' he thought to himself. He gathered his pruning shears and stepped inside the warm house.
Kurama put away his tools, then walked upstairs to his room. He sighed as he looked at his school books that were piled up on his desk. Being the best student certainly had its prices. He sat in the chair and opened up the first. After uninterestedly flipping through a few pages, he leaned back and stretched. Tomorrow the quad would have another assignment. Koenma had requested their presence.
"Another excuse to fall behind in school," Kurama murmured.
Kurama looked at the wall clock and moaned. '12. Great, I have to get up early.' He got up out of his chair and slipped into the bathroom. He brushed his teeth and slipped into his sleepwear. After quickly running his hand through his hair, he leapt into his bed. He growled lightly at the fact that the sheets were cold. Kurama glanced over to his nightstand and saw his perfect roses still in full bloom. He forgot his current dilemma and drifted off into sleep.
::::At the mountaintop::::
It was getting bitterly cold. Hiei shivered as he wrapped his cloak closer around his form. 'Damn this weather,' he cursed in his mind. He moved deeper into the shadows to hopefully gather enough body warmth to stay the night's chill. A sudden clatter filled the cave and Hiei leapt up from his position, forgetting the fact it was cold. His aura surrounded him as he cursed silently at how he could not have remembered to check the ledge out before settling in. He walked slowly; his form was swallowed by the darkness.
:::Home:::
"Hiei!" Kurama yelped.
Cold sweat trickled down his fair face as his eyes darted about the room. He shivered slightly and pushed back the blankets. Something was wrong and he could sense it. 'Why must he always stay outside?' Kurama wondered.
Changing quickly into his normal clothes, Kurama stepped out into the night. 'If I were a youkai, where would I be this cold night?' With that he sped silently down the dimly lit street.
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